Karen stood, barefoot, on the beach, watching him approach. thin pants bulging. Blanket already under the bougainvillea, she allowed her skirt to fall, and lay down, legs spread, "Am I moist enough? Fingers trailed easily into her.. "Make me wetter." She gasped, and that well-trained tongue tasted from clit to anus. Juices ran free. "In me," she squealed. He was hard, deep, vigorous.
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